Lately I’ve been bearing on the point of that drilled out old quest, “what’s-the-point?”. And given some time into it, I am now dotting my bones onto these keys again, telling you how I’m spiking myself on the sharp fulcrum of the fact that some day, some time, some instant, I am doing to die. That’s the point. I’m going to die. Die, die, die, die
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